Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Shuichi Akai noticed that Bourbon's walking posture was not very natural. Having seen it many times in the United States, he immediately understood that this was a result of excessive exercise.

I didn't expect that in the early morning, when I had already gone back to my room to rest, Scotland actually took the opportunity to sleep.

Doesn't he care that Amuro-kun just received punishment from his boss and is physically and mentally injured?

Oh, he probably doesn't care and is happy to take advantage of the situation.

Scotland is a scumbag.

Furiguchi Rei turned around and met the FBI's ambiguous gaze. His scalp suddenly tingled, and he asked coldly, "What are you looking at?"

Akai Shuichi put his hands on the sofa, his voice low and his tongue rolling: "Be careful."

Fūya Rei's face turned green instantly.

I fell on my butt, do you understand?

If you, the FBI, don’t want your eyes anymore, you can donate them to someone else!

Akai Shuichi didn't seem to notice his expression. He tilted his head slightly and took the initiative to say, "There wasn't enough time yesterday. Today I want to tell you, long time no see, Amuro-kun."

He raised his eyes and scanned the other person's disgusted expression, raised the corners of his mouth, and said in a low and hoarse voice, with an inexplicable ambiguity: "Can you talk to me tonight?"

Bourbon turned and walked away, his expression like a cat that saw a cucumber, his back running away in panic, almost jumping up on the spot and flying into the kitchen.

Although the meaning of seeking comfort and protection is obscure, it is not difficult to see.

After making people laugh to the point of exasperation, Shuichi Akai's lively expression faded and he fell into deep thought.

Scotch and Bourbon...

Thinking back to when Scotland mentioned finding a lover during the rookie training camp, and thinking back to Bourbon's dependent attitude after being punished by the boss yesterday, and the dangerous look on Bourbon's face as he couldn't wait to find someone to back him up—

Could it be that Scotland was not just a fantasy at that time, and his lover was indeed Amuro-kun?

Akai Shuichi's eyelids twitched. If this was true, it meant that the rumors of 'forced love' he had heard in recent years were actually the normal life of the young couple.

Therefore, every time he saved people in a self-righteous way, he was just interfering, and he took the initiative to be the third one in front of the wife Scotland.

Akai Shuichi: "..."

Even with the FBI's flexible bottom line, it can't hold on any longer.

He rested his elbows on the armrest of the sofa, supporting his forehead with one hand, his face expressionless, but he exuded an extremely awkward aura.

in the kitchen.

Zhu Fujingguang saw that although his friend came in with a cold face, he could clearly detect the frightened and avoidant aura on his friend's face.

The smile in the blue cat's eyes suddenly froze, then quickly recovered, only superficially.

He put down the spoon, walked quickly to You Xunran, and asked in a soft voice, "What happened?"

His tone was gentle but cold: "Did Lei bully you?"

He put his right hand on the apron belt and his left hand on the kitchen knife, as if if Furuya Ling said yes, he would untie his apron and pick up the kitchen knife to find trouble with Lei.

Fūya Ling was amused and quickly put the kitchen knife aside. "I'm fine. He can't bully me. He scared me with his nonsense. I will retaliate myself."

Zhu Fujingguang's frown relaxed, and he took out three plates from the side, put down two Wagyu sandwiches, and added a large spoonful of mustard and pepper on the third one.

He said gently, "Take Zero out, I'll serve the soup."

Furuya Rei and he exchanged a tacit glance, then replied in a drawn-out tone, "Okay."

He took the tray, put the things on it, turned around and left with a smile.

After he left, Zhu Fujingguang served three more bowls of miso soup and added chili oil with chili peppers ordered from Sichuan to the third one.

He stirred it gently, then turned around and poured strawberry jam on one of the three portions of grilled salmon, and then sprinkled bitter melon juice on one of the rice.

Leave a portion of the soft tamagoyaki for Yutsuhime to dye.

Today's breakfast was the most painful and inhumane food Shuichi Akai had ever eaten.

There were three of them eating together, and the other two were eating with great relish.

As soon as he picked up the sandwich and took a bite, the taste almost killed him.

After swallowing it with difficulty, he hurriedly took a sip of the miso soup, and was caught off guard by the spicy taste that splashed into the soup.

His throat was burning from the spiciness and sweat broke out on his forehead. He wanted to eat a few mouthfuls of rice but was worried that he would be tricked again.

But upon closer inspection, the rice grains were crystal clear, like white snow, and did not look like they were sprinkled with something indescribable.

Let's take a gamble and believe Scotland is not that crazy. The odds of winning are fifty-fifty.

He immediately buried his head in his rice. As soon as the rice entered his mouth, his body stiffened and his expression froze.

Although he is of British descent, his taste is like his father's, truly a normal human taste!!

The taste in his mouth first choked, then became spicy and finally bitter, which almost distorted his expression.

Looking at the grilled salmon on his left, he stood up silently, took out a glass of iced American coffee from the refrigerator and said, "I'm going out for a walk."

He didn't even fight back against the targeting of himself.

It's his fault for feeling guilty about interfering in other people's feelings. He deserves it.

He took a big gulp of iced American coffee and touched his burning lips. Scotland was really cruel.

He walked to a nearby convenience store and decided to buy a self-heating rice ball to fill his stomach.

Thinking of the two close friends in the room, Akai Shuichi thought for a moment and called his roommate: "Amei, are the written test results out?"

Miyano Akemi, who was knitting a stuffed toy in her room, smiled gently, her voice soft as the wind. "My Lord, you're done. The written test results are coming out soon, and I'll definitely let you know within a month. I'll be the first to let you know then."

Akai Shuichi responded softly, "Tell me what information you need, and I'll bring it back to you after my business trip."

Miyano Akemi raised her eyebrows and said implicitly, "Someone has already prepared it for me."

After her brother learned from Shiho that she was taking the civil service exam, he prepared a complete set of documents for her, so she now has everything she needs.

After a few simple words, the boredom in Akai Shuichi's eyes disappeared after he had recharged his energy: "Then you go ahead and do your work. I have something else to do. I'll hang up first."

Akemi Miyano casually put her phone aside, her face calm as she sketched a dark-skinned plush doll in a gray suit. There was a peaceful smile on the corner of her mouth, and when people saw her, they could only think of the good old days.

Yokohama Port, in the living room of the safe house.

Zhu Fujingguang glanced at the grilled meat with regret and said lamentably, "It seems that Lei doesn't like my cooking. I don't need to prepare his share in the future."

Furuya Rei nodded in agreement, saying that the food Hiro cooked should be his, and the FBI should go eat junk food.

With a piece of tamagoyaki in his mouth, he praised generously: "Hiro, your cooking is getting more and more delicious."

Zhu Fujingguang glanced at the tamagoyaki, a smile on his face, and asked naturally, "You've been eating it for three years, aren't you tired of it?"

"You've never made tamagoyaki in these three years—"